Going through one of my cyclical taste shifts, now back on Death Cab For Cutie after a week or two of David Bowie.
This cyclical appreciation of music has characterized my whole life. Sometimes I will move exclusively to jazz, or classical or rock. Or to a few artists representing a particular style.
Music will be left unplayed for years, and then be resurrected almost as if it was brand new. Earlier this week I had such an experience with Bowie's Aladdin Sane, an album unplayed for at least a decade. Played it over and over, and marveled at how much I enjoyed it again.
It was almost as if I had just bought it for the first time.
That's a good feeling to have.